"Plenty" lyrics
"Plenty"
I'll never be ready to meet a memory
I'll never be ready to meet a memory
A memory that abandoned me
Falling silent, going mad
I've gone walkabout
With the parasites in my head
Far too quiet, it's deafening
As I pick away at the surface
The itch burns through my skin
When the dirt crushes my bones
And the worms call me their home
If I'm asked to start again
I can't pretend I'm ready
I can't pretend I've had plenty
Drown this broken dream
A taste was quiet enough for me
My mind's too unsteady
Stay away from me, please
I'll never be ready to meet a memory that abandoned me
I'll never be ready to meet a memory that abandoned me
When the dirt crushes my bones
(I'll never be ready to meet a memory)
And the worms call me their home
(A memory that abandoned me)
If I'm asked to start again
I can't pretend I'm ready
I can't pretend I've had plenty
I'll never be ready to meet a memory
A memory that abandoned me
I'll never be ready to meet a memory
A memory that abandoned me
Writer(s): Jonathon Deiley, Marcus Bridge, Nic Pettersen
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